This movie was made a long time ago, so the old people in the movie are dead. And the young people are old. The children are grownups.
The Novel: Freedom by Jonathan Franzen
The Character: Patty Berglund
The Diagnosis? TBD
All those times she refused to carry herself.
It only makes sense that she was being carried.
She doesn’t have to admit it for it to be true.
of course when i say “kiss the snake” you think it’s something dirty. but i’m quoting rumi. so, it isn’t dirty.
Something is lurking under the surface. How do you know it’s there?
Because his skin is bad and he can’t sleep.
In honor of the 2014 Grammy awards, I listened to my clock radio for an hour, flipping around the dial. Just like the old days. Here’s what happened.
made of the classes at her academy, country club summers, saddle shoes, shaved legs made of elite institutions, air-conditioned museums…
Your iPhone pocket-called me the other day.
You were walking. I could hear your legs moving.
I was in your pants, after all, with the phone.
In men whom men condemn as ill I find so much of goodness still; In men whom men deem half divine I find so much of sin and blot…
tall and candy cane thin and wearing long underwear and grouchy and selfish and intolerant of the weak and impoverished and averse to christmas
But you know what? The sex was good. Up until the day he packed his stuff up and moved across the city. The sex was good, people.
Crazy Horse was a mighty warrior and an honorable chief. But the white men tricked him and ran a bayonet through his side.
Your crime has brought shame to your world. This is what you do to buy back your honor. Honor, more precious than life? I don’t think so.
If he starts telling you to do things, especially if these things are destructive to you or others, get a second opinion.
Antennae waving crazy– God knows why– announcing a need, maybe, like get me the hell out of here.
Follow the path that takes you to Madonna, that makes you Madonna. That path.